The fire started very fast, and almost in the blink of an eye, all the bamboo forests in the courtyard were on fire.
"Go!" Qiu Jing said sharply.
Some people were reluctant to bear the valuables in the house, and they were immediately thrown out by Qiu Jing in anger.
"Don't bring anything, don't walk around, there must be experts outside!"
Everyone was scolded, as if they suddenly woke up, and hurried to the direction of the secret passage.
Tang Chi's shopkeeper was completely panicked. He wanted to run with him, but Qiu Jing's entourage was still resisting the arrows shot from outside the wall.
It is because of these people that they bought time, and most of the people with poor martial arts in Fengxing Pavilion can successfully withdraw from this courtyard.
Qiujing used his right foot to pick up the arrow that fell to the ground. The fire on the arrow was still burning, exuding a choking smell, with a faint strange smell.
A layer of cotton cloth soaked in oil is tied to the arrow, which is not thick, otherwise it will affect the range of the arrow, and the top-heavy can't hit the target. The rocket has always been just a tool to start a fire. Generally speaking, it is impossible to burn for such a long time. However, Ganquan Pond is completely under the control of Fengxing Pavilion, and it is impossible for someone to sprinkle combustion support. The problem should be the arrow.
"Western kerosene!"
Qiu Jing's face changed greatly, and he threw down the arrows that had been extinguished, and ordered: "Don't retreat into the house, guard this wall!"
If the people from Piaoping Pavilion break through and pour the kerosene directly, plus the dry season of this day, all the houses in Ganquan Pool will fall into a sea of fire, including the buildings above the secret road. The collapse of the house will affect the ventilation in the secret passage. If the exit is blocked again, everyone will be trapped in the underground secret passage.
Qiujing did not dare to bet that Piaoping Pavilion did not know the exit of Tangchi's secret road.
—Looking at the confused appearance of the shopkeeper of Ganquantang, he knew nothing about the development of Piaoping Pavilion under his nose. He was not only negligent, but also short-sighted and arrogant.
Qiu Jing glanced at the shopkeeper who ignored her orders and ran to the secret passage secretly, she turned her head calmly, and let the other party go to a dead end.
"Keep it all!"
Some people obeyed the order to stay, and more people ran away with the shopkeeper.
Qiu Jing's face was not moved at all. While she told her subordinates to find a suitable cover, she rushed forward to fight off the Piaoping Pavilion killer who had climbed over the wall.
The fire grew bigger and bigger, and the smoke billowed.
Piaoping Pavilion came not only quickly, but also a lot, beyond what Qiujing thought.
She was barely able to control the situation, but as the fire got bigger, the shelter gradually became smaller, and even her loyal followers suggested breaking out.
"There must be an ambush outside, and the subordinates will risk their lives to keep the pavilion master safe."
This is to exchange life for Qiujing's safety, Qiujing categorically refuses.
"Except for you, even those who are in charge of the helms are just a little smart Jianghu people, just running errands according to the rules we set. Fengxing Pavilion gave them a chance, without Fengxing Pavilion, they are nothing. Wait. Different, if you lose so many masters, Fengxing Pavilion will no longer be Fengxing Pavilion! Are there still few people who are in charge of each other with their own thoughts? Fengxing Pavilion will soon be torn apart, and it will have nothing to do with the gangs that used to sell intelligence in the rivers and lakes. What a difference!"
At the critical moment, a figure passed over the wall.
Thick smoke billows, a startling glance.
I saw the sleeves of the robes fluttering, the robes flying, like a ghost, passing the arrow rain and the sea of fire covered by it.
The screams were endless, and in just this short moment, seven or eight men in black fell off the wall.
These people don't have to worry about being burned alive, because they are already a corpse after the figure passes by.
Qiu Jing sucked in a breath of cold air. She saw that the neck and head of the nearest corpse showed a strange twisted arc that a living person would never have.
"That Master Meng..."
Qiujing's followers also felt their scalps go numb.
Jianghu is killing people, not human life. Fengxing Pavilion has seen a lot of people with ruthless methods, and there are even murderers with no humanity, but there is no one like Meng Qi who twists someone's neck like breaking a willow branch on the side of the road.
The tight and orderly formation of Piaoping Pavilion outside the wall suddenly became chaotic.
The purple light flashed, and the sword of love rolled up into the sky. From a distance, it seemed like a fiery dragon circling, and then stuck its head on the courtyard wall.
"boom!"
The courtyard wall collapsed.
The fire site was divided into two parts by the collapsed masonry.
The autumn scenery, which was relieved, quickly ordered everyone to use bricks, tiles and stones to separate a passage to avoid the fire.
Meng Qi's toes were a little on the eaves, and he jumped up. This time, the place where the sword was pointed was the center of the courtyard.
The sword is powerful, like the sun in the sky.
-Due to the flames that had been rolled up before, the vertical and horizontal sword qi suddenly became a tangible thing, one after another accompanied by splashing sparks, a vortex was formed directly at the very center of the sword front, and flames were constantly involved, and finally it looked like the sun It landed in the yard, and the light was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly.
The heat wave is rolling, and the people of Fengxing Pavilion are barely getting close to the ruins of the brick wall.
At this moment, there was a sudden coolness behind him, and someone turned to look, and there was another figure in the field of vision blurred by the stabbed tears.
Mo Li stood beside the pond, holding the swordsman he had just rescued from the fire in one hand, and raising the water waves caused by the palm of his hand to condense into water balls, whirling in the air.
"Whoa."
The water polo fell to the ground in an instant, dousing a small part of the flames, mostly where the fire spread and ignited.
And the place where the arrows were originally hit, when the water was agitated, the flames jumped up to a height of three feet.
"Be careful, this is the kerosene of the Western Regions! It is even more prosperous when it encounters water!" Qiu Jing reminded quickly.
Before everyone in the Fengxing Pavilion could avoid it, the flames seemed to have received a huge force and flowed back to that round of "red sun".
Meng Qi snorted coldly, and exerted his internal force to squeeze the fire wheel condensed by the vortex of the sword's edge.
I saw the "red sun" shining brightly, gradually turning from orange-red to dark red, and then getting smaller and smaller.
Everyone was almost breathless, and they couldn't make a sound when they opened their mouths.
"puff."
The red sun disappeared without a trace, and at the same time that terrifying pressure dissipated, everyone staggered and took a step back, and at the same time couldn't help but gasp for breath.
The fire is all out.
The ground is full of mess, and the smoke is lingering.
Everyone was still a little confused, and they didn't understand how Meng Qi, the goddess, came to solve the fire.
It's not like martial arts... Could it be Taoism? Yes, this is the national teacher of the Chu Dynasty. He looks like a young man in his 80s. He must have strange skills.
Everyone in Fengxing Pavilion was amazed and inexplicable, and the swordsman over there was even more unbelievable.
"Cough cough."
Qiu Jing didn't think so much as her subordinates, she endured a choking cough and thanked, "Thanks to Meng Guoshi and Doctor Mo, it would be unimaginable today. Ganquan soup is burnt to the ground.
The ink carp heard the words, and the eyebrows were slightly loose.
That's what he's worried about, no matter what Qiu Jing really thinks, this sentence is the right way.
"The people in Piaoping Pavilion actually used kerosene from the Western Regions, and this arrow is definitely not an ordnance that Jianghu people can get!" Qiu Jing asked keenly, "Do you two have any additional discoveries in the county?"
"You can't stay here for long."
Meng Qi glanced at the street that was boiling against the sky outside.
Just now, the fire was so intense that it had already alerted the watchmen on the night watch in the city.
"Go to the water!"
The watchman banged the gong and drum, shouting and running in the direction of the fire.
The people who were sleeping in the workshop woke up one after another, and looked at the window. Isn't the place where the fire started, Jixianfang, the most prosperous shop and the densest business in the city
Amazing.
The people were okay, but the wealthy households in the east of the city suddenly panicked. Who doesn't have a shop in Jixianfang? It was a dry day, and the fire was so fierce that I was afraid that it would not be able to be put out for a while. At the moment, shouting at the servants, servants, and carrying buckets and water tanks, Shi Er hurriedly ran to Jixianfang.
This is also what Mo Li and Meng Qi saw when they heard the news and came from the Sun's warehouse.
Once the fire spreads, not only all the shops in this street will be affected, but the people who are busy fighting the fire are even more at risk.
The most troublesome thing is that the people of Piaoping Pavilion are hiding in the dark. Although it was to block Qiujing and her subordinates, when it was red-eyed, Piaoping Pavilion would definitely not care about the lives of the people, and even to ensure the smooth progress of the ambush, they would kill people who inadvertently broke in.
The watchman who arrived first was almost killed by an arrow.
The Western Regions kerosene on the arrow cotton cloth and the standard arrow made the two immediately realize that Piaoping Pavilion, a low-key killer organization that has always been low-key, really did not want to pay for their lives at all. The killer organization is a pretense and a tool to make money. The people behind the scenes have bigger plans. The existence of the Sun Family Firm may not even be known to the swordsmen.
The operation of Fengxing Pavilion’s sub-rudder here has been extremely unsuccessful. The news of the capture of the swordsman and the killer has quickly spread to the ears of the Sun family business, so they can mobilize people so quickly to plan this fire attack. .
The kerosene in the Western Regions was black and unpleasant, making it difficult to transport.
If Mo Li and Meng Qi didn't arrive in time, if Meng Qi didn't immediately kill all the ambushers he could see, Mo Li grabbed the kerosene from the Western Regions that they wanted to spill all over the streets, and the consequences would be unimaginable.
When the fire is over, not a single person from Fengxing Pavilion will come out.
Mo Li recalled the tragic scene of the fire burning the city after the earthquake in Qiuling County, Pingzhou, and he was already furious in his heart.
"These people's martial arts are very strange, not like the common ways in the arena." Meng Qi frowned as he listened to more and more voices outside, "The rest will be discussed later, the situation is not good for us now."
Qiujing didn't ask any further questions, just brought someone and beckoned Meng Qi Mo Li to run to the exit of Ganquan Tang on another street.
During the period, one of Qiu Jing's followers quietly left the team.
Qiu Jing didn't seem to see it, and Mo Li glanced in that direction keenly. He thought that the person from Fengxing Pavilion wanted to get something important, so he didn't stop it.
After they pulled out, they picked up the dark alley and walked around for a quarter of an hour. After the entourage caught up, Mo Li smelled the faint smell of blood on the other side.
"Pavilion Master, it's not good. Someone killed Manager Jiang and all of Tang Chi's staff near the secret road, and threw many bows and arrows next to their bodies."
Qiujing Meifeng frowned.
Her entourage was actually there to kill the shopkeeper of Tangchi.
The man had more than enough success and more than failure, and then fled. If he is caught by Piaoping Pavilion, he must betray Fengxing Pavilion. At such a critical juncture, Qiu Jing will naturally not have the slightest sympathy.
Unexpectedly, the opponent's action was still a step faster.
"Manager Jiang is timid and afraid of death. How did his body lie on the ground? Where is the fatality?"
"Reporting to the pavilion master, the wound is in the back. It is very likely... the person who ran away with the shopkeeper Jiang was the one who took the helm of the Fengxing Pavilion."
The entourage gritted his teeth and admitted in front of Meng Qi Mo Li and two outsiders that Ganquan Pond might have an undercover agent from Piaoping Pavilion.
Just at this time, the Ganquantang guy who followed Mo Li and the two went out to find clues (because of his poor martial arts, he couldn't rush to help, so he could only squat and wait in front of another mansion in Fengxing Pavilion) and saw everyone coming. Yes, hurriedly greeted him.
"Pavilion Master... Hey, where's the shopkeeper?"
The guy looked at the crowd one by one again, and found that not only the shopkeeper of Tangchi was missing, but also the guys who were close to the shopkeeper on weekdays, or who were deeply trusted by the shopkeeper were not among them.
Qiu Jing said with an ugly expression: "This house can't stay, we have to choose another place."
While speaking, torches were lit all over the city, accompanied by the sound of neighing horses and gongs and drums.
"Catch the rebels!"
"Everyone returns to their homes, closes their doors, and there is a chaotic party in the city!"
***
Two quarters ago, the magistrate was woken up from his sleep and learned that Jixianfang was on fire. He was angry and anxious, and he was about to go out to see the situation while pulling his shoes.
"You can't be slaughtered, the fire was so great that half of the sky was red."
The county magistrate still had time to get angry, and another officer came panting to report: "Yizai, it's not good! There are bandits and rebels in Jixianfang, and they set the fire."
"What?" The county magistrate of Run County was shocked.
A fire and a chaotic party are two different things. If bandits take advantage of the chaos to capture the county seat, even if the county magistrate can escape the chaos, local officials have the responsibility of guarding the land. This is a matter of life and family!
"Where did the chaos come from? What do you wear?"
The county magistrate was so anxious that the cold sweat broke out, and he ordered the soldiers in the city to gather together.
"You see it for real, are you sure it's a chaotic party?"
"No more. The watchman was almost killed by an arrow. If you don't believe it, the arrow is still on the wall."
After all, the county magistrate did not dare to take risks, and urgently ordered the yamen to bring people from Jixianfang to question him.
Just as he was talking, there was a loud noise on the east side of the city, as if something had collapsed.
Immediately afterwards, the firelight disappeared.
The county magistrate spun around anxiously with his hands behind his back.
"Yizai, something is bad!"
More than a dozen people with disheveled faces and disheveled clothes entered the inner hall, knelt down and cried.
The county magistrate said quickly: "Every township, hurry up and waive the ceremony, the fire has been put out, what is the situation now?"
"The fire started from Ganquantang. There are two lads in my house who are watching the shop. One has been killed by the chaos party, and the other is hiding under the rice bag to save his life. People are scared and stupid. Shout out to gangsters and bandits."
"What does the chaos party dress like?" the county magistrate asked quickly.
A middle-aged man in a ginger-colored robe with mottled temples said with a bitter face: "My buddy also saw it, and said that he was wearing the attire of ordinary people, and the city gate was in good shape, and it didn't look like someone came to attack the county town in the middle of the night. Yizai, this is probably the chaotic party lurking in the city early in the morning!"
"Mr. Sun is right!"
"Strange to say, those chaotic parties seem to be going for Ganquan Soup."
After everyone agreed, the middle-aged man said again: "It's just that Sun has something unknown. Those chaotic parties didn't rob the shop, and they didn't disrespect the magistrates and ran to the county government office. Why did they go to the Ganquantang family?"
The author has something to say: Yizai and Lingjun are both honorary titles for county magistrates, the latter is more [ritual] and more official, while the former is more verbal.
Yi means a city, and the meaning of zai does not need to be explained. When added together, the people who are in charge of this place, when they call it, mean more closely to "parents' officials" and "adults".
[Mainly to give Xue Zhixian some special care, just call him Lingjun, cough]——
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